Lost Dreams & Restoration "Still Standing "

[Intro - Slow, brooding acoustic guitar picking, mournful cello, transitioning slowly into steady drums and hopeful piano]
[Verse 1]
At times it seemed these bitter days would never reach an end,
Trapped inside the misery, paying for the price of sin.
Surrounded by the endless noise and chatter through the floor,
Locked behind the chains and fences and the iron door.
No mail at call, no letters there, no matter how you plead,
Wondering if anybody cares about the soul in need.
Separated and forgotten, staring into space,
Lost inside the memories of a distant time and place.
[Pre-Chorus]
Brother and sister didn’t write, the silence cut so deep,
Phone calls blocked on the other line while you try to sleep.
Another summer rolling in, the seasons drift away,
Dreaming of my daughter and my son by night and day.
Bound inside the madness of what felt like broken schemes,
Walking with a circle of forgotten, long lost dreams.
[Chorus]
They thought the story ended when the iron door swung closed,
In the valley of the shadows where the coldest winter blows.
But the fire wasn’t meant to burn, it only came to mold—
Turning all the broken stone to purified pure gold!
Now the page of life has turned, the heavy chains are gone,
Everything the locusts stole is rising with the dawn!
Standing in the promise where restoration gleams,
God has breathed eternal life into my long lost dreams!
[Verse 2]
I see the purpose in the pain, the blueprint in the test,
How God was shaping up a warrior inside my chest.
All things work together for the good of those who stand,
Trusting in the vision carved inside the Potter’s hand.
The wilderness was just a road to teach my feet to climb,
Preparing for the harvest at the designated time.
Now the restoration comes, the family is restored,
Reclaiming every blessing through the power of the Lord!
[Pre-Chorus]
No longer an outcast wandering in the rain,
A testimony rising from the ashes of the pain.
The letters and the prayers that were whispered in the dark,
Became an overwhelming flame from heaven's holy spark!
[Chorus]
They thought the story ended when the iron door swung closed,
In the valley of the shadows where the coldest winter blows.
But the fire wasn’t meant to burn, it only came to mold—
Turning all the broken stone to purified pure gold!
Now the page of life has turned, the heavy chains are gone,
Everything the locusts stole is rising with the dawn!
Standing in the promise where restoration gleams,
God has breathed eternal life into my long lost dreams!
[Bridge]
To every soul in prison, to every broken heart,
Believe that God is working when your world is torn apart!
Hold on through the winter, stand firm upon the Rock,
No barrier can hinder and no iron door can lock!
He's giving back the years, the family, and the crown,
Lifting up the faithful who refused to stay down!
Unbroken and redeemed, the victory is seen—
Still Standing in the glory of the resurrected dream!
[Guitar Solo - Soaring, triumphant Southern rock / modern worship crescendo]
[Chorus]
They thought the story ended when the iron door swung closed,
In the valley of the shadows where the coldest winter blows.
But the fire wasn’t meant to burn, it only came to mold—
Turning all the broken stone to purified pure gold!
Now the page of life has turned, the heavy chains are gone,
Everything the locusts stole is rising with the dawn!
Standing in the promise where restoration gleams,
God has breathed eternal life into my long lost dreams!
[Outro]
The page has turned...
Given it all back...
Restoration has come.
No longer long lost dreams.
Still Standing.
(Triumphant final chord fades into warm ambient strings)

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[Intro - Slow, brooding acoustic guitar picking, mournful cello, transitioning slowly into steady drums and hopeful piano] [Verse 1] At times it seemed these bitter days would never reach an end, Trapped inside the misery, paying for the price of sin. Surrounded by the endless noise and chatter through the floor, Locked behind the chains and fences and the iron door. No mail at call, no letters there, no matter how you plead, Wondering if anybody cares about the soul in need. Separated and forgotten, staring into space, Lost inside the memories of a distant time and place. [Pre-Chorus] Brother and sister didn’t write, the silence cut so deep, Phone calls blocked on the other line while you try to sleep. Another summer rolling in, the seasons drift away, Dreaming of my daughter and my son by night and day. Bound inside the madness of what felt like broken schemes, Walking with a circle of forgotten, long lost dreams. [Chorus] They thought the story ended when the iron door swung closed, In the valley of the shadows where the coldest winter blows. But the fire wasn’t meant to burn, it only came to mold— Turning all the broken stone to purified pure gold! Now the page of life has turned, the heavy chains are gone, Everything the locusts stole is rising with the dawn! Standing in the promise where restoration gleams, God has breathed eternal life into my long lost dreams! [Verse 2] I see the purpose in the pain, the blueprint in the test, How God was shaping up a warrior inside my chest. All things work together for the good of those who stand, Trusting in the vision carved inside the Potter’s hand. The wilderness was just a road to teach my feet to climb, Preparing for the harvest at the designated time. Now the restoration comes, the family is restored, Reclaiming every blessing through the power of the Lord! [Pre-Chorus] No longer an outcast wandering in the rain, A testimony rising from the ashes of the pain. The letters and the prayers that were whispered in the dark, Became an overwhelming flame from heaven's holy spark! [Chorus] They thought the story ended when the iron door swung closed, In the valley of the shadows where the coldest winter blows. But the fire wasn’t meant to burn, it only came to mold— Turning all the broken stone to purified pure gold! Now the page of life has turned, the heavy chains are gone, Everything the locusts stole is rising with the dawn! Standing in the promise where restoration gleams, God has breathed eternal life into my long lost dreams! [Bridge] To every soul in prison, to every broken heart, Believe that God is working when your world is torn apart! Hold on through the winter, stand firm upon the Rock, No barrier can hinder and no iron door can lock! He's giving back the years, the family, and the crown, Lifting up the faithful who refused to stay down! Unbroken and redeemed, the victory is seen— Still Standing in the glory of the resurrected dream! [Guitar Solo - Soaring, triumphant Southern rock / modern worship crescendo] [Chorus] They thought the story ended when the iron door swung closed, In the valley of the shadows where the coldest winter blows. But the fire wasn’t meant to burn, it only came to mold— Turning all the broken stone to purified pure gold! Now the page of life has turned, the heavy chains are gone, Everything the locusts stole is rising with the dawn! Standing in the promise where restoration gleams, God has breathed eternal life into my long lost dreams! [Outro] The page has turned... Given it all back... Restoration has come. No longer long lost dreams. Still Standing. (Triumphant final chord fades into warm ambient strings)

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